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Has anything genuinely creepy or unnerving ever happened to you?
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It's of a young woman and a boy tied up with tape on their mouths. Both of them look absolutely terrified
I couldn't look at that I find it difficult to erase pictures like that from my mind...its kind of scary (the photo that is) but the website gives a story of what happened when they went missing
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R.D. aka MR.D wrote: »I don't know what they are actually called. Like what you get on a plane, to block out light.
A blindfold?
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Lads I dont know if it has been mentioned in this thread, but from the OP's reddit thread, the last story is seriously mindblowing and seriously f'ed up!
Link to the website for more of the Holders stories: http://theholders.org/
DAFUQ!!!
Ah i googled it (took me a while of serious thought tho after reading that
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Rhys Essien wrote: »Aah go on.You know you want to.;)
In the morning when it's bright and I'm not awake alone! 0 -
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I was browsing Reddit and came across a thread like this that had some interesting stories. Obviously, as this is After Hours, and not Paranormal, they dont have be ghost infested stories but I'm sure many boardsies have interesting stories of their own? (or this thread will be buried in half an hour...)
Bit of a cop-out but until I can think of some of my own I've included some from the Reddit page. Obviously it goes without saying that they may be entirely untrue, but good reads nonetheless.
I thought marines never leave someone behind, hoorah and all that craic:D
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I hope this won't be too much to read, but this too has stayed with me.
In the late 90s, I was eighteen or nineteen years old. I was waitressing at a family restaurant on the outskirts of a big city.
Just a little background: I had been working there for a couple of years by that time. It was the sort of high quality establishment that had a bar attached, a big lobby, and so on; it could seat about one hundred people when full. Traditional food, full meals, and for the most part, traditional customers. On All-Ireland match days, we’d be mad busy, and it might get a bit rowdy and whatnot, but other than that it was a place you’d come to to have candles on the tables, starters, main course, dessert, coffee, wine, and generally stay a while.
One particular Saturday night, I was the only one serving meals at about 10 pm or so; the dining room was more or less empty so I wasn’t rushed off my feet. I did have a couple of supervisors working with me but they were not out on the floor serving/cleaning/seating people like I was.
I was wiping a table in one corner, and three people walked in. A couple, and who I guessed was their daughter, not much older than me. So maybe they were in their forties or fifties. Nicely dressed up for the evening. I stopped wiping, walked over, asked them if they wanted a smoking or non smoking table, seated them, put menus in front of them. As you do.
Went and fetched them a jug of water. Went back to my cleaning.
Soon the couple looked ready to order (they were making eye contact with me) and even though the girl had gone to the ladies’, I went over with my little notebook and pen. Scribbled down his order, her order. Everything was normal.
There was a pause.
I said, and I’ll never forget this, “do you want to wait for her to come back, or do you already know what she wants to order?”
I thought it was a perfectly reasonable thing to ask, but I got a puzzled look from both of them.
I think it was the man who asked me to repeat.
I did, and they brushed me off, “ah, no, no, it’s just us tonight.”
Now, the thing to do would have been to listen to them, and walk away into the kitchen and put their order through and forget it.
Instead, stubborn me stood there, wanting to be sure they understood what I was asking, to avoid confusion later.
I said something like, “is she not eating, then?” or similar.
“No, no, we’re by ourselves, thanks.”
And then I was getting annoyed that even if she didn’t want to eat, with them they could at least acknowledge my acknowledgment of her presence!
I said (and I was never, before or after, so brisk with a customer; in that place you could get into awful trouble for being cheeky) “okay then, but I was only asking about the person who was with you. That’s fine, though.”
Then they looked at me properly for the first time, and asked me what I was talking about.
So I said about the person who was with them when they came in, but at that point I took the order and went away, deciding not to spend an evening discussing it and looking silly or whatever. (Too late, I think!)
I spent the next ten minutes silently putting bread rolls on their table, wiping other tables, serving the few customers we had at other tables, and generally not engaging too much with the couple.
The daughter did not return so I shrugged it off. I had to.
Before I brought their meals out, they called me over. They were both looking a little bit troubled, and he was definitely pale now.
The woman was telling him not to tell me, just to leave it. But he insisted.
(Then as he was telling me, she cut in
to tell the whole thing.)
Apparently, they regularly went out to a restaurant every Saturday night and since their daughter was born, she had always been with them.
This night, for the first ever, she was out with friends instead, and they were missing her terribly.
They said that: “we’re missing her a lot tonight.”
I didn’t know what to say to that, but they told me that what convinced them I saw her, it was my absolute insistence, that I wouldn’t leave it alone, to the point I was nearly rude.
Because I’d seen her, knew she was a young woman, likely to be their daughter etc. I didn’t just get a vague idea of three people.
The couple had seemed like the type that would stay for dessert, the works.
He got up and went quickly out to the lobby to make a phone call halfway or so through their meal.
I got busy and when I looked again, they had paid and left right after the main course. They never said goodbye or said what the outcome of the phone call was... but to this day, I have always wondered if she was all right, and in any case, how did I see her come in and sit with them as real as both of them?
I was not scared, I should add that. At no point. I wasn’t threatened, wasn’t chilled or anything. I just wondered... how. All these years.0 -
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I posted this in the Ghosts thread but figured it applies here too! I'm forever trying to come up with logical explanations for things but sometimes there just isn't one.
We have two cats and have litter trays for them indoors. One of the litter trays is kept half way up the stairs where there's a small landing area (where the stairs4u.com text is in the image below). One night my mam, my sister and her boyfriend who were all asleep, woke up to the sound of something large thudding down the stairs and crashing against the living room door at around 3:15am. They all came out onto the main landing to see what had happened, assuming the cats had knocked something over. Instead, they found a fair amount of clean cat litter scattered across the bottom part of the stairs with nothing at the end to account for the noise they heard. The litter tray was in the same spot as always with litter inside. Whatever they heard falling fell with such a force that it carried some of the litter all the way across the living room even with the door closed. They were all half asleep and didn't really know what to make of it at the time but the more we tried to figure out what made the noise and how the litter got out of the box, the more baffled we were. Any ideas?
A few weeks back, there was just myself and my mam in the house. I was drying my hair in my room which is at the front of the house, and I also had the radio on in the background. I could hear my mam calling me from downstairs presumably about dinner but figured she'd realize I couldn't hear her properly with the hair dryer and music going so I didn't answer. I finished drying my hair about a minute or so later and turned off the radio only to hear my mam opening the bathroom door which is upstairs at the back of the house. Surprised she was upstairs, I was about to ask her what she was calling me for when she said "Were you calling me?". She then said she'd just finished having a bath and was letting the water drain so she didn't answer because she thought I'd realize she was in the bath and mightn't hear me (I know, like mother like daughter in terms of not replying!). I heard my mams voice calling me and she heard my voice shouting "mam" from downstairs. All the windows and doors were locked - no one else home.
A good few months ago I had a horrible nightmare about an older scraggly looking woman who was wearing black and had grey hair but I couldn't properly make out her face. I do remember she looked angry though. I can't remember exactly what happened in the dream but she grabbed my arm and I woke up. I screamed and was in my bed with my arm out but she was still there grabbing onto my wrist. I was trying to convince myself that I was still dreaming and slowly she let go and kind of drifted away while fading into the corner of my room. Even writing this I know it sounds so ridiculous but I was absolutely terrified and it felt so real. Definitely my imagination merging the nightmare and real life but bloody hell, frightening all the same.
My aunt had a similar experience to my nightmare actually while staying in an old hotel/bnb and she'd be the least likely person to exaggerate a story like this. She said she went to bed and woke up in the middle of the night to see a man in a military uniform and a woman in old fashioned clothes at the end of her bed. She thought she was dreaming etc and sat up to wake herself up properly but they were still there. They eventually faded away and she was just frozen in shock. In the morning she talked to someone who worked there and asked what the history of the place was and of course it was used for the lads in the local army barracks back in the day (I'll have to find out exactly what but pretty weird considering she didn't know this before she stayed - it's just some normal place in the countryside).
I'm sure I'll remember more odd things if I talk to my sister as she's convinced we've a ghost but that's off the top of my head anyway. Any suggestions about the cat thing are more than welcome! I've gone over every scenario that I can think of.0 -
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